#msuyeonwoo

[msucal]

fave geumbro?

honesty hour with cal lee!

“ugh! that’s such a difficult question, aspen,” he laughs. “honestly, it’s a hard decision. i’m friends with a lot of the geumbros here. but honestly, if i had to pick... i think it’d be yeonwoo.” he answers with a confident smile and a thumbs up. “we’ve known each other since mahoutokoro and have been close since then!! he’s like a little brother to me. i’d feel weird saying he’s not the best ever.” 

[msunathaniel]

best shot.

in the geumseong common room with @msuyeonwoo.

the geumseong reserve quidditch team has yet to be filled up this semester, and as co-captain, nate intends to fix that. the reserve players will eventually (hopefully) become the main players, after all, and seeing as he’ll be graduating after this year, he does feel some slightly responsible for finding someone to fill his shoes. because, okay, he doesn’t mean to brag, but he is the player with the most experience on the team, and so, his replacement should be pretty good. which means training should have started already, meaning — he’s in a hurry. 

he’s gotten into the habit of scanning the common room every time he passes by, looking for anyone that could be athletic. anyone tall, or muscular, or whatever — you get the picture. there has been a few already that had fit the image, but upon being approached, none had seemed particularly interested in trying out. so, is he getting desperate? perhaps a little bit so. 

but then, on his way back from one of his classes, he spots someone. he’s tall — about as tall as himself, actually, and looks decently fit? maybe? well, he at least seems like he’ll do. nate doesn’t think he’s seen him around much before, so he must be a freshman. perfect. if he’s actually good, he could stay on the team for years. 

nate is quick to approach the boy, wasting no time in making his proposal. “hi. you ever play quidditch? because, you know, there’s free spaces on the reserve team, and you look like you’d be perfect for it.” 

[msuatlas]

don't sweat.

      just two guys casually killing the awkwardness,                      with @msuyeonwoo.

           who says atlas jeong is a crusty old man? two-thirds of the art club and with that specific number of filed complaints, the guy has no other choice besides nodding his head and admitting that yeah, he's one intimidating figure that's feared by all the club members. when he has fun, he truly knows how to have fun. when he works his ass off, he expects the rest of them to appreciate his effort and work just as much as he does though that isn't altogether compulsory by any means, considering he's the club president, making it only natural that it's his duty to contribute ten times harder than them.

he doesn't need to turn on his club president mode for atlas to look homicidal 24/7. no wonder many students are afraid of him but that's the least of his problem. nevertheless, this is now how he wants the kids, his kids, to see him. not as some scary, cantankerous senior that feeds on their fear, please. today is his chance to confront one of the club’s babies about that, an opportunity's given when both boys are the last ones to stay as they clean up the room after a long meeting. five minutes already went by and the kid hasn't spoken a single word, not so nice of him to force the old man to do the work here. “yeonwoo, we need to talk.” atlas calls to the giant baby, still sweeping the floor. well, that did give off the wrong vibes but nevermind, he's going with it.